Happiness to me!

Quest for Happiness

I like to be alone,

Not that I don't have Friends.

I like to be alone,

Not that Friends aren't Friends.

But somehow I prefer to be alone.

Its been days I went out,

Its been days I laughed my stomach out,

Its been days I have smiled,

Its been days I have enjoyed.

I pondered and wondered,

What am I missing in my Quest of happiness!

A new TV and music system

A new Picnic and some new friends!

But nothing got the better of me out.

And then one fine Sunday,

It changed...

I dint laugh my stomach out

I dint just with someone hang out

But I experienced something I never had.

Sunday the 20th it was,

A solitary walk down the Banganga Tank,

A nostalgic feeling at the Hanging Gardens,

A tear slipping out at the sight of the Witches' Boot,

A Chanajhor-garam at the Chowpatty,

A wave crushing at my feet ,

A walk along the beach sand & waves,

A gushing breeze from the wayward winds.

Made me smile and smile..

I think after ages.

Its then I realised,

I like to be alone,

Not that I don't have Friends.

I like to be alone,

Not that Friends aren't Friends.

But somehow I prefer to be alone.

My friends are perfect genuine gems,

They approach me always

Knowing my answer that i turn them down

Its not that I don't like my friends,

In fact I love them all,

Its not that I don't enjoy their company

But that's not what is happiness for me

There is life beyond living and dieing

There is life beyond socialising and gossiping

My definition is not yours,

And yours is not mine.

I am sorry,

But I like to be alone,

Not that I don't have Friends.

I like to be alone,

Not that Friends aren't Friends.

What what cant change is

Somehow I prefer to be alone!